It was finally night time; Chellie looked at the clock and ran out of her door right at 6:45 to make it to Eric's house by seven. She knocked on the f...ont door and Eric answered in only gym shorts with no shirt on. Chellie felt her little slit starting to get wet already with anticipation. "Damn, you really know how to turn a girl on, Eric," Chellie said trying not to stick her hand between her legs. "Come on in, Chellie, I'll go throw a shirt on and we can get going," Eric said. "No. I don't. "With that Daddy pushed my head off of His lap and went to a bag by the door. Once He returned, he was holding what looked like a leather-covered ring about two inched across with a strap on each end. Almost like a dog collar with a Leather covered ring in the middle."Sit up, slut!" He demanded. I did as I was told and was now slightly worried that I upset Him."I'm sorry, Daddy" I pleaded. "I.... I didn't...." Stop talking" Ordered Daddy "and open your mouth"I did as I was told and Daddy. "Soon. Finish your lemonade, and that's an order," I said, but smiled when I said it. I also winked (I never wink, WTF?).She finished it and soon fell silent."Candice Pryor. You are a sex slave to Michael Wright, and also live to serve the entire Wright household. This makes you very happy," I began."Yes, master," she said with a voice like honey. But inside her head, she was having a different reaction. Slave? In your dreams, limp dick! But why can't I say that at loud? I can't connect with my. Just the feel of his breath between her legs made it hard to sit still. He nipped gently at her thighs, and she moaned at his touch. He slipped his fingers inside her panties and teased her clitoris.“Yeah, Sean. Right there,” she whispered.He moved her shorts and panties aside and moved his face between her legs. Her panties were wet with anticipation, and his erection was throbbing. He tasted and teased her, bringing her to the brink of orgasm, but didn’t allow her to get there. Over and over,.